1st floor
Eastern Europe is full of barracks popular dystopian from the air, all divided into small studios built during the Soviet regime to house the thousands of workers arrived from the countryside. Fascinated by anthropology and the geometry of these spaces, the Romanian photographer Bogdan Girbovan decided to photograph all the studios of his stable.
Since my neighbors seem willing to welcome me into their home only when it comes to show smudging caused by infiltration of my pipe, I called Bogdan to speak of the difficulties encountered in the realization of his project.
VICE: How did the idea for this project?
Bogdan Girbovan: She was born just reflecting on my personal space, the space in which I live, I meditate, work and make love. I started to shoot directly into my studio, and the obsession with those four walls has gradually grown-space changed depending on the angle in which I posizionavo with the camera, because it also changed the perspective. But I think in part it is also for my interest in mathematics and precision.
And why have you extended to the studios of your neighbors?
Be ‘, the exercise is a good teacher, so I decided to apply the same scheme to other apartments of the building. The fact is that I did not know if they were all the same, these apartments. I live on the tenth floor, and one day the lady of the ninth he asked me to give her a hand to fix a door. His apartment has left me speechless when I entered, because it was far compared to mine. That is, the space was the same, but it was what he’d been filled to make it different.
How did you convince your neighbors to welcome you and to be photographed?
Math helped me again: I used all the connections between the various tenants. The lady of the ninth floor I arrived at the studio of the eighth. And the tenant was on good terms with both the ninth that with the seventh floor. Just like a game.
The difficulties we have been, if anything, with younger tenants, who did not understand my project and camped excuses. “Now my girlfriend there, come back later.” So I did, and I kept ripresentarmi the door until I did not get what I wanted. Plus I just tripped on Sunday, when we tend to be more calm and relaxed.
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Eastern Europe is full of barracks popular dystopian from the air, all divided into small studios built during the Soviet regime to house the thousands of workers arrived from the countryside. Fascinated by anthropology and the geometry of these spaces, the Romanian photographer Bogdan Girbovan decided to photograph all the studios of his stable.
Since my neighbors seem willing to welcome me into their home only when it comes to show smudging caused by infiltration of my pipe, I called Bogdan to speak of the difficulties encountered in the realization of his project.
How did the idea for this project?
Bogdan Girbovan: She was born just reflecting on my personal space, the space in which I live, I meditate, work and make love. I started to shoot directly into my studio, and the obsession with those four walls has gradually grown-space changed depending on the angle in which I posizionavo with the camera, because it also changed the perspective. But I think in part it is also for my interest in mathematics and precision.And why have you extended to the studios of your neighbors?
Be ', the exercise is a good teacher, so I decided to apply the same scheme to other apartments of the building. The fact is that I did not know if they were all the same, these apartments. I live on the tenth floor, and one day the lady of the ninth he asked me to give her a hand to fix a door. His apartment has left me speechless when I entered, because it was far compared to mine. That is, the space was the same, but it was what he'd been filled to make it different.How did you convince your neighbors to welcome you and to be photographed?
Math helped me again: I used all the connections between the various tenants. The lady of the ninth floor I arrived at the studio of the eighth. And the tenant was on good terms with both the ninth that with the seventh floor. Just like a game.The difficulties we have been, if anything, with younger tenants, who did not understand my project and camped excuses. "Now my girlfriend there, come back later." So I did, and I kept ripresentarmi the door until I did not get what I wanted. Plus I just tripped on Sunday, when we tend to be more calm and relaxed.